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Love doesn't come easy. Never has. But lust? Lust slips in like smoke, like second nature. And Harry Styles has never been one to resist. At London's most infamous underground club-he finds himself drawn to the boy with blue eyes and a mouth made for trouble. A game begins. A chase. A pull neither of them can shake. What starts with a glance might just ruin them both. Or maybe, for once, it'll make them whole.

Harry Styles is a quiet literature student who keeps to himself, writing poems he never shares and carrying the weight of a past he never talks about. Louis Tomlinson is the boy next door-literally. They grew up as childhood best friends, inseparable through every milestone, heartbreak, and dream. But one night, five years ago, something happened. A fight. A kiss. A goodbye. Louis left without a word, cutting ties with everyone-including Harry. Now, years later, Louis returns to London after his mother passes away, forced to face the people and places he abandoned. He doesn't expect Harry to still be there. He doesn't expect Harry to look so different-older, colder, a little more broken. And he certainly doesn't expect the feelings to come rushing back, sharper than ever. Harry is angry. He deserved closure. He deserved something. But even through the pain, the love he buried refuses to stay dead. As they slowly reconnect, trying to make peace with their past, they both realize the tragedy isn't that they fell apart-it's that they never got to fall fully in love. And maybe they still won't. Because timing is cruel, and sometimes love isn't enough to fix what's already gone.

"Do you need a spot?" "Holy shit" - Louis hates the gym, it's shit, it's boring. However, Zayn has a strict routine of going and an annoying habit of trying to force Louis to go. One day he gives in and gets dragged there against his will. He lifts weights, it's boring, but when he starts getting sloppy, a gorgeous curly haired stranger offers to spot him. Immediately interested, the love story begins. Quick paced, sweet faced. - ⚠️I do not own the cover art⚠️

"Why do you love me?" "What do you mean?" "I have all these scars, littering my face. Imperfections. And you're nothing but beautiful." ---------- The car crash changed everything for Liam. The scars he earned chased away all of his friends, his confidence, and his own reflection. When he meets Zayn, an artist who's visiting town for the year, he is put off by the man's kindness and acceptance of Liam's appearance. However, he learns to trust him along the way, developing feelings that go beyond friendship.

"Louis booked a flight to Berlin to fuck Harry Styles. He should've booked an exorcist instead." After six months of radio silence and fifteen years into a beautifully toxic situationship neither of them will ever admit to, Louis Tomlinson wakes up in Los Angeles alone, to a sunrise, a half-smoked joint, and a text from Harry Styles that simply reads: "i want you to get me pregnant." His relationship with Zara just went public. She's all sunshine, green smoothies, and Instagram-ready happiness-everything Louis should want, and nothing that makes his hands shake. So, his life, on paper, should be content. Instead? He books a last-minute flight to Berlin, cancels his studio day, and lets himself fall headfirst into the kind of chaos he swore he'd grown out of. What follows: a private fetish club with chandeliers and chapels, MDMA delivered mouth-to-mouth, angel wings stolen off a stranger, and enough sin to make a priest cry. Somewhere between lace panties, pierced cocks, and a dungeon full of bad decisions, Louis realizes two very inconvenient truths: 1. He would do anything Harry asked him to. 2. Harry might've actually gotten himself pregnant. (Not really. Probably. Maybe.) In the end, they're wrecked, high, and tangled together-again. Because this is who they are: saints, sinners, and something far worse in between. Warnings: Toxic codependency, at least three separate existential crises, lace panties, molly-fueled mistakes, pierced cock emergencies, religious imagery used very incorrectly, and Harry Styles riding Louis Tomlinson straight into blasphemy. It's chaotic, unhinged, stupidly sweet in all the wrong places, and cruel enough to make you wonder why you ever started reading in the first place.

Zayn Malik and Liam Payne were just like any other boys who grew up together as best friends. What happens when they grow up and grow apart? Do they grow to love? coming of age ziam fanfic with a little bit of larry and a lot of niall (slow burn ish)

Louis is a small time singer trying to get his foot in the door of the industry to hit the big time. He plays at local settings, trying to spread his music and name around. When he plays at a nightclub run by one of his mates, he suddenly runs into someone from his past that he had hoped to forget, but the boy he once knew always seemed to linger in his mind. Only now, this man was nothing like the kind, shy boy he knew. Looking into the crowd of the nightclub, the man's eyes were glazed over and devoid of emotion. Louis despised him, still, with every inch of his being.

"Birds with broken wings often try to help each other fly." - Matt Baker Zayn's point of view to the instances in the story "Princess."